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Geo Mihali
Last but not least i'm off the leash reach for your masterpiece Feel the release from the phantom bangs you Snatched off i'll put you in a frame and hang you Comin' at you're village from a different angle
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chirea alexandra
coca cola,cioran,fum de tigara,sylvia plath,veverite triste,milka,ceainarie,facultate,limba franceza,nietzsche,ingeri,condillac,micsunele,negru,camus,abba,last year at marienbad,guns&roses,our generation,francois villon,ness cu cola,1984,seasons in the sun,turta dulce,ceai negru,ferma animalelor,sinestezie,marchizul de sade,te iubeam,pink floyd,cimitire,ian mcewan,miros de moarte,cruci,rascruci,blesteme,enjoy the silence,concert depeche,scooby doo,descartes,nichita stanescu,blaga,te uita cum ninge decembre,piata romana nr 9,accident,fericirea i un lucru marunt,o aripa care vibreaza,un pitic ce danseaza..
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BABarbu Mihaela Andreea
Intr-o lume stapanita doar de egoism,de incertitudini de materialism si superficialitate s-a nascut un copil,un lastar care avea sa creasca frumos si puternic...care voia sa rodeasca fruct ales desi se nascuse din spini,avea speranta si determinare rabdare sa astepte primavara si vara existentei sale!Timpul a trecut greu,cu vant si ploi,umbrit din toate partile,ma zbat sa ajung la lumina,sa infloresc si sa demonstrez tuturor ca simtamintele pure din sufletul uman sunt nestemate nepretuite,asta-mi e averea!Desi deznadejdea,nesiguranta,eliberarea prin abandon ma apasa,de fiecare data o sa las in urma o samanta salvatoare si o sa renasc precum Phoenix din propria mea cenusa... Sunt poate,doar un copil maturizat inainte de vreme...
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Raymond Carver
The American short story writer and poet Raymond Carver was born in Clatskanie, Oregon, on May 25, 1938, and lived in Port Angeles, Washington during his last ten, sober years until his death from cancer on August 2, 1988. He was a Guggenheim Fellow in 1979 and was twice awarded grants from the National Endowment for the Arts. In 1983 Carver received the prestigious Mildred and Harold Strauss Living Award which gave him $35,000 per year tax free and required that he give up any employment other than writing, and in 1985 Poetry magazine\'s Levinson Prize. In 1988 he was elected to the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters and was awarded an honorary Doctorate of Letters from the University of Hartford. He received a Brandeis Citation for fiction in 1988. His work has been translated into more than twenty languages. At least that\'s the basic biography. Of course there\'s no room in it for the nature of the hardship he and his family went through during most of those fifty...
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AAmara
"Poet divin, lumina fara moarte m-ajute-n grai iubirea-n veci fierbinte cu care pururi ti-am citit din carte" Infernul - Dante Alighieri This is me for forever One of the lost ones The one without a name Without an honest heart as compass This is me for forever One without a name These lines the last endeavor To find the missing lifeline Nemo - Nightwish Last dance, first kiss Your touch my bliss Beauty always comes with dark thoughts I wish... Wish I had an Angel - Nightwish
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RVRenée Vivien
Renée Vivien, born Pauline Mary Tarn (11 June 1877 - 18 November 1909) was a British poet who wrote in the French language.[1][2] She took to heart all the mannerisms of Symbolism, as one of the last poets to claim allegiance to the school. Her compositions include sonnets, hendecasyllabic verse, and prose poetry. Vivien was born in London, England to a wealthy British father and an American mother from Jackson, Michigan. She grew up in Paris and London. Upon inheriting her father's fortune at 21, she emigrated permanently to France. In Paris, Vivien's dress and lifestyle were as notorious among the bohemian set as was her verse. She lived lavishly, as an open lesbian, and carried on a well-known affair with American heiress and writer Natalie Clifford Barney. She also harbored a lifelong obsession with her closest childhood friend and neighbor, Violet Shillito – a relationship that remained unconsummated. In 1900 Vivien abandoned this chaste love, when the great romance with Natalie...
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John Willy Kopperud
It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...
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EBElizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861) was one of the most prominent poets of the Victorian era. Her poetry was widely popular in both England and the United States during her lifetime.[1] A collection of her last poems was published by her husband, Robert Browning, shortly after her death. Works/Collections 1820: The Battle of Marathon: A Poem. Privately printed 1826: A Essay On Mind, with Other Poems. London: James Duncan 1833: Prometheus Bound, Translated from the Greek of Aeschylus,and Miscellaneous Poems. London: A.J. Valpy 1838: The Seraphim, and Other Poems. London: Saunders and Otley 1844: Poems (UK) / A Drama of Exile, and other Poems (US). London: Edward Moxon. New York: Henry G. Langley 1850: Poems ("New Edition", 2 vols.) Revision of 1844 edition adding Sonnets from the Portuguese and others. London: Chapman & Hall 1851: Casa Guidi Windows. London: Chapman & Hall 1853: Poems (3d ed.). London: Chapman & Hall 1854: Two Poems: "A Plea for the Ragged Schools...
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NTNovica Tadiæ
Novica Tadiæ was born in 1949 and has lived most of his life in Belgrade. The author of fourteen previous collections of poetry, including The Object of Ridicule, Monster, and The Unknown, he is the most-respected living Serbian poet. Tadiæ has won almost every major Serbian literary award, including the prestigious Laureat Nagrade. In the last two decades, he has served as editor of several Serbian literary magazines. Tadiæ's books of poems have been translated into more than two dozen languages.
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Last Night-Casino
de Traian T. Coșovei
Mă pândeai prin vitrine galeșă și lihnită – Îmi trăgeam sufletul pe-un scăunel de dinamită. Băteam în tobe de piatră, ascuțeam saxofoane visam să trag de burduful țâțelor tale ca la edec, ca la...
Last night... tonight... every night...
de Sigarteu Ioana-Cornelia
Am pus distanță între noi, măsurată în tăceri... E greu să te dezbraci de cuvinte așa cum am făcut-o eu în fața cuiva. Surpins, el nu a știut să vadă că aia e o mână, ăla e un picior, aici un sân,...
Last tango in Paris
de alice drogoreanu
eu am ochii verzi da eu am ochii verzi un pahar cu martini și un pachet cu țigări albe așteaptă cuminți în staniol nici una nu strigă nici una nu sunt frumoase sunt douăzeci și toate știu că am să...
last dream
de Mihai Leoveanu
Iubita mea poartă rod. Pântecele ei este rotund ca luna dar plin ca soarele de dimineață. De aceea și zâmbetul ei vine tot din pântece. Eu unul n-o las să facă nicio treabă. Dar voi dacă ați avea o...
last good bye
de bucsoiu daniel-gabriel
Privesc tacut in ploaia cristalina Pe care-o lasa ingerii dansand Inconjurat in raze de lumina, Tintite parca spre pamant Inmiresmat e aerul ce fuge, Lovind in joaca frunzele ca-n vis Strivind...
last dream 2
de Mihai Leoveanu
Iubitul meu poartă sămânța. Asemeni cerului ce-și poartă stelele lui el este generos ca răsăritul soarelui și ca luna înainte de apusul ei. Ai zice că acolo se îndreaptă tot zâmbetul lui. Eu sunt în...
last dream 3
de Mihai Leoveanu
-Și stai de mult pe malul acesta? -Am văzut codrul cum se leagănă. -Dar pește ai prins? -Nu n-am prins dar am văzut codrul cum se leagănă. -Stai de mult pe malul acesta. Adevărat. Vino cu mine și ai...
last dream 4
de Mihai Leoveanu
De mult te uiți la mine de când stau pe malul acesta? Am văzut dimineața în vale. Dar pește ai prins? Nu n-am prins dar am văzut dimineața în vale. Tu mă privești de-o viață. Așa e. Acum nu mai...
Last/Shortcut
de Adela Setti
Va trebui să te grăbești dacă vrei să salvăm memoria amândurora înainte să devină transparente toate lucrurile, iar în dosul lor să nu se mai vadă decât Nimicul. Cum este? Ai putea să îmi spui, ești...
Last attempt to catch the wind
de dana julei
Te naști ca o viață întreagă să mori lent Prins între doua lumi,ce te termină fin Și cel din urmă scop ce se agața agale, Se prăbusește în frânturi de existență; Parcă grijile te înăbușă tot mai tare...